In the game "Super God": 800 Astartes at the start!

Unable to bear He Xi's gaze any longer, Keisha put down her red tea and looked at He Xi with annoyance, saying, "Speak, you old hag, what's wrong with you now?"

"It's nothing. I just didn't expect that Keisha's reputation as a matchmaker would spread to other worlds."

Hearing He Xi's suppressed laughter, Keisha was slightly taken aback, then rolled her eyes at He Xi: "That must be you spreading rumors, you old vixen."

"I think that kid is right. You are indeed a matchmaker. But Keisha, when are you going to sign yourself as a matchmaker and find your dream guy?"

Hearing He Xi's teasing, Keisha shook her head slightly without directly replying: "Which little angels will this new era belong to?"

"Yes, the future belongs to those little angels. In the future, there will not only be female angels among the angels, but also new male angels. They are kind, brave, and full of justice. They will not bully the weak, unlike those scumbags."

Upon hearing Keisha's explanation, He Xi offered her own thoughts: "What do you think of the Crying Person's personality?"

"The Crying People?" Upon hearing this term, Keisha was slightly taken aback, then realized that He Xi was asking for her opinion on the Crying People's Legion.

"The Lamenters' Band? Pretty good. They have justice, courage, kindness, and compassion. They have a kind heart and a firm will."

In that so-called Warhammer world, despite the slander, defamation, expulsion, and atonement they endured, they never left the Empire, but continued to fight for the Empire and for the people of their world.

He Xi added, "Moreover, many members of the Weeping Warriors died protecting those mortals."

"So, you old hag, what are you trying to say?"

"Don't you think they're perfect as genetic templates for future male angels, or as male gods for those little angels? It's said that their lifespan is almost infinite after they're forged, so they're male gods who won't rot in the ground."

"To become the future of angels?" Keisha murmured, then paused and looked at He Xi, saying, "It seems that Saint Gilles' offspring, the Lamenters' Legion, also came to our world with him."

"So clever, as expected of you," Pipi Xi said mischievously as always.

I was already used to my best friend's quirky personality, so I didn't react much.

Keisha chuckled softly, "Let those little angels get to know each other when the opportunity arises; perhaps there will be a pleasant chemistry."

Seeing that her best friend had agreed, He Xi continued to ask Saint Gilles in the group chat.

[Pipi Xi: @HandwrittenAngelSauce, is it okay or not? Give me a straight answer.]

Meanwhile, Saint Gilles, who was stationed at the military base in the suburbs of Feiliu District, was somewhat bewildered.

Doesn't the other person already know the story of Warhammer 40k? Why would they ask me this question?

Doesn't she know that Astartes never dated?

[Ding! Group member Angel-chan has downloaded the group files.]

Saint Gilles decided to look at the documents himself, and after reading them, he showed an expression of "I knew it."

No wonder Pipi Xi wanted to play matchmaker; it turns out the group files never mentioned that Astartes had no desire for romance, nor did they elaborate on the modification surgeries.

After figuring out the situation, Saint Gilles turned his attention back to the chat group.

[Handwritten Angel: Ahem, while I don't mind you playing matchmaker, well, how should I put it, Astartes doesn't have those worldly desires, so dating is out of the question.]

[Handwritten Angel Sauce: The genetic sublimation and modification of Astartes will make them naturally less sensitive to the emotions and desires of ordinary people. Although the Crying People have mutated and developed a conscience, they cannot fall in love.]

After all, Astartes, including us Primarchs, are all tools of the Emperor, and even the Emperor himself is a tool; everyone from top to bottom is a tool of the Great Crusade.

Hearing Saint Gilles' cruel words, everyone fell silent.

Yes, the other party was originally a tool created by the emperor, and I actually overlooked that.

He Xi shook her head slightly, no longer thinking about the idea of ​​playing matchmaker, and instead took a liking to the other person's genes.

This fighting group, whose members are all kind, brave, good, and compassionate, has some admirable qualities in their genes.

[Handwritten Angel Sauce: So, back to the topic, are we still going to collaborate?]

[Pipi Xi: Cooperation, of course, cooperation. However, I'd like to study your blood.]

Saint Gilles was speechless. "Well, well, Pipi Xi's research ambitions are really showing no signs of hiding anything."

[Handwritten Angel Sauce: You're not acting at all, huh, Pipi Xi? But no problem, deal.]

[Ding! Group member "Shoutai Angel Sauce" sent a red envelope to Pipi Xi]

[Ding! Group member Pipi Xi has received the red envelope.]

[Pipi Xi: OK, I'll send you the supplies and spaceship shortly.]

[Handwritten Angel: Okay, but the supplies need to be plentiful, after all, we're in a warband.]

[Pipi Xi: No problem.JPG]

Seeing that He Xi had gone to prepare supplies and spaceships, Saint Gilles also left the chat group.

"Phew, this way Earth will probably suffer less. Although we don't have an interstellar auxiliary force, eight hundred Astartes are enough to deal with the Taotie invasion. We can just board them when the time comes."

"Next, I should also take a good look at myself. Without the warp, I don't know if my psionic powers are still usable."

Saint Gilles, who hadn't been able to foresee any glimpses of the future for a long time, was a little flustered. After all, he had awakened the essence of the warp, and if his psionic powers were banned, he would essentially have a lot of stats and abilities disabled.

After a period of exploration and experimentation.

Saint Gilles exhaled a heavy breath.

"Fortunately, my psionic energy is still usable, though much weaker."

Saint Gilles, manipulating the spiritual energy within his body, which was now many times weaker, sighed.

"Right now, I probably can't even mold the moon into a sphere anymore," Saint Gilles sighed, looking like he had a phobia of insufficient firepower.

If the gods of this world knew of this appearance, they would surely curse Versailles.

"I almost forgot, I also have a system." Only then did Saint Gilles turn his attention to his sign-in system.

"Not bad, it's a sign-in system. It seems like a relatively simple way to get stronger. I like it." Saint Gilles nodded in satisfaction.

They then began to explore the system's functions.

Looking at the lonely sign-in panel and system space.

Saint Gilles's lips twitched slightly at his shabby appearance.

"It's so basic, but the chat group next door isn't much better. It only has functions like chatting, uploading files, sending red envelopes, and taking pictures and videos."

Saint Gilles sighed slightly: "It seems they're all basic versions. I'd better check what good stuff the newbie pack has first."